28 Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!
When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the `pains' that gnaw me take no rest. By `God's' great force is my garment disfigured; It bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. He hath cast me into the mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
I am a brother to jackals, And a companion to ostriches. My skin is black, `and falleth' from me, And my bones are burned with heat.
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Commentary on Job 13 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 13
Job here comes to make application of what he had said in the foregoing chapter; and now we have him not in so good a temper as he was in then: for,
Job 13:1-12
Job here warmly expresses his resentment of the unkindness of his friends.
Job 13:13-22
Job here takes fresh hold, fast hold, of his integrity, as one that was resolved not to let it go, nor suffer it to be wrested from him. His firmness in this matter is commendable and his warmth excusable.
Job 13:23-28
Here,